Call the Midwife
- Delia to Patsy about their new flat.
I want yellow walls in here. And china with a modern pattern. I don't want roses or violets on it. I want geometric designs. I want the only flowers to be real flowers, over there on that windowsill where they'll catch the light each morning when the sun comes up. And I want to smell coffee when I wake up, and bleach. Because that'll mean you're here, or that you've just gone out. And when you come back in, I can say 'Welcome home'.
relatable typist
- 13 reasons why
A good friend once said to me, "I can love you and still let you go." So, Hannah... I love you, and I let you go. I miss you. And I hope wherever you go next, you feel peace, you feel safe, in a way you never did here.
McFodi
- Depressing As
Do my test or you regret it," haunted the mind of a young pupil. He was skipping home from school, holding a report card dotted with As. He warily stepped through the unlocked and ajar front door of his house, noting a faint metallic smell. He echoed his presence through the halls to no response. Unsettled, he tiptoed into the kitchen, only to see his mother hunched over a bowl, blood dripping in and around the bowl. A note next to the mess read "I lose my grade, you lose your ma.
anonymous
- edgy teeage
The ones who like you shall like you anyways and the ones who hate you shall hate you anyways, either scenario goes regardless of how, who, and what you are. The best you can do is not force yourself to adapt to changes you are not meant to and accept yourself as you are, excepting the merits and demerits. Nourish what you already have, and don't space up for anything extra.
anonymous
- Dreams
Free of aspirations, no distinct for the poor and rich, seemingly cheap yet conditionally filled with marveling beauty and conditionally scum and repulsion it stays there as it is, as if not a part of the bargain but just an existence amongst the already existing ones, trying not to adapt whatsoever, it, in the end it has no strength of its own; as 'dream' it is as addressed as such, it has life not of its own but is rather kept alive by the seller and buyers in play in turn.
Anonymous (KM)
- Procrastination
Here I sit, here I lie, several hours have gone by. Hours wasted, hours lost, was it really worth the cost? Midnight now, dirty room, this bed might as well be my tomb. Three outlines to write, that's three more hours, good thing my computer's connected to power. I'm wasting more time, just typing away, anyway I hope you all have a good day!
Stranger Things Season 3
- Mike Wheeler
I don't want her to die looking for the flayed when they've obviously vanished off the face of the earth. So can we please come up with a new plan because I love her and I can't lose her again.
Anon.
- D:
Here lies a shoutout to the user who decided to write one of these quotes with a string of words in all capital letters. My keyboard does not have a caps lock and holding down 'shift' with my left pinky greatly reduced my typing speed, therefore lowering my average. I hope your day gets better.
Henry David Thoreau
I want the flower and fruit of a man; that some fragrance be wafted over from him to me, and some ripeness flavor our intercourse. His goodness must not be a partial and transitory act, but a constant superfluity.
TheCA
- Sleeping in School
For the past few weeks, I have been falling asleep in school. Whether I got 2 hours of sleep, or 9 hours of sleep, I still fall asleep. I drank caffeine, I ate a better breakfast, but I still fall asleep.
Robert Harling
- Steel Magnolias
I just sat there. I just held Shelby's hand. There was no noise, no tremble, just peace. Oh, god. I realize as a woman how lucky I am. I was there when that wonderful creature drifted into my life and I was there when she drifted out. It was the most precious moment of my life.
The Temper Trap
- Sweet Disposition Lyrics
A moment, a love, a dream, aloud. A kiss, a cry, our rights, our wrongs. A moment, a love, a dream, aloud. A moment, a love, a dream, aloud. So stay there 'cause I'll be coming over, and while our blood's still young. It's so young, it runs and won't stop 'til it's over. Won't stop to surrender.
Devin Kennedy
- Poetry (Intimate) Pt.2
It's not always good time, and roses, and champagne. It's hard conversations on bad days. But knowing the sunshine will always come after the rain, after the rain. It's chaos, it's madness, it's magic, and you'll know it the second you have it. It ain't always perfect, but I'll take it all bitter sweet. Loving you is poetry.
Devin Kennedy
- Poetry (Intimate) Pt.1
Love is not a quick read with cheap rhymes. Or cliches that we've heard one too many times. And love is not an essay with shortcuts and formats to me. It's an off-beat kinda rhythm, a sophisticated prism with colors, and feelings and dreams. And I try to understand it, but most times I don't get what it means. Loving you is poetry.
The Rare Occasions
- You Weren't Meant to See That
I watch the window shatter, as if it ever mattered, and for once in my life I see things for what they are and not through the lens, of profit and achievement. It's nothing when you needed one of those fortune cookie proclamations I could never swallow. You weren't meant to see that, all the sh*t I should hold back, cause I can see it through your swampy eyes that I won't always, be the only one for you.
Kobe Bryant
Be sad. Be mad. Be frustrated. Scream. Cry. Sulk. When you wake up you will think it was just a nightmare only to realize it's all too real. You will be angry and wish for the day back, but reality gives you nothing back and nor should you.
Myself.
- Your Inner Child
Healing your Inner Child is so important. We don't realize or forget that they still exist inside of us. What would you say to your younger self? Words of encouragement? "it gets better." Words of comfort? "You deserved better." Words of forgiveness? "It wasn't your fault." If you had your younger self in front of you, would they need a long hug? Maybe take the time to sit down and write a letter to your inner child. Let them heal.
Damien Chazelle -Whiplash
- "Good Job"
I mean look around you. $25 drinks, mood lighting, a little shrimp cocktail to go with your Coltrane. And people wonder why jazz is dying. Take it from me, and every Starbucks jazz album only proves my point. There are no two words more harmful in the entire English language than "good job."
Samwel Nyanjah
- Ugandan landscape
Stopping by the roadside, I took very nice photographs of the Ugandan landscape - very beautiful. And to my heart did I say: "I wish all oppressed Ugandans could appreciate the beauty of this land."
- by me
- Those two
There is no death in kindness and no spring in the holes. The chain does not bring grace and only a soul could hear of the walk. And only in dreams do we reach our place. Our righteous, forgotten place.
